Preparation

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CHAPTER 7

Demi's POV

 Mother fucking parents. Mother fucking managment. Mother fucking issues. Mother fucking life. Mother fucking treatment center. Mother fucking doctors. UGH. My life is officially over. 

       I walked into the lobby of the treatment center and stared up at the sign that read:

TIMBERLINE KNOLLS - Where Recovery Is Possible.


"Welcome Demi!" a voice sounded in front of me. I looked over. A doctor in a white coat with teeth whiter than some of the most known people in Hollywood. Fake. I immediately didnt trust them. 

 I put on my best fake smile, "Hi!" I said brightly. Ugh, so did not want to be here. 

"We'll just get you settled in and you'll get to meet your roommate later." WOAH WOAH WOAH. ROOMMATE?!??!?! I DID NOT SIGN UP FOR THIS SHIT. "Oh, Cool" The lady smiled at me and walked down a long hallway with a bunch of doors. We turned down a different hallway and she stopped at a door. "Well this is where i leave you, Jessica will be here soon, and you guys can bond" With another unnatural smile and a wave she left. 

Well.... Here goes nothing, I walked into my room a.k.a my home for the next three months.

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